Today I heard a distant voice singing, it is a very long while since I last heard this in a place far away in distance and in time. Lost, lost, lost.
“Sing a song of May time,
Sing a song of Spring,
Flowers are in their beauty,
Birds are on the wing.
May time, play time,
God has given us May time,
Thank Him for his gifts of love,
Sing a song of spring.”
“Sing a song of May time,
Sing a song of Spring,
Flowers are in their beauty,
Birds are on the wing.
May time, play time,
God has given us May time,
Thank Him for his gifts of love,
Sing a song of spring.”
Really appreciate the mayday song above. It is spring time now and it is therefore very poignant.
ReplyDeleteI used to have to sing this in Sunday school over 50 years ago. The song is still in my head. That's indoctrination for you! Fortunately its one of the few bits that stuck!
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